Luyện nghe bài hát Highway Café

She was only a in a highway caf
Poured coffee from dusk dawn
But she was broken twenty four hours a day
For she longed for her trucker who'd

"I'll make you the corned on rye"
sing with a gleam in her eye
The headlights burning
The big wheels were
Her would come bye and bye

He'd his great semi off Route Sixty Four
She'd blush with a sweet sigh
For at half past eleven walk in the door
And he'd order a beef on rye

"I'll you the corned beef on rye"
She'd sing a gleam in her eye
The jukebox was
His soft eyes were
The corned beef come bye and bye

All the remember that night, so they say
said her farewells to them all
But when the hands on the clock reached a quarter past
Her suitcase stood in the hall

And the hours passed by even as the passed by
Out on the
And then two grim highway patrolmen came into the
Shook the rain their hats and as the poor girl
them their coffee, she overheard the words that they said

"Oh Curly, did you see old diesel flattened out
Like your damn nose up by the tonight?"
"Well, d'you know, he knifed that son of a bitch
than owl shit"

"[Incomprehensible] here, honey"
"Hey man, you don't that he had a little ol' hog
Waiting on him down the somewhere, do you?"
"Oh, hell, Curly, don't you that them truckers they got
To take out a little filly at every, every caf from to Las Cruces"

Now there is a small truck stop on Sixty Four
If you to be passing by
But there's a trucker who never in anymore
And a waitress who wished she why

"I'll make you the beef on rye"
She sings with a in her eye
And as her eyes are glistening
someone who's listening
In that caf in the sky

"I'll you the corned beef on rye"
She sings a tear in her eye
And as her eyes are glistening
There's someone listening
In highway caf in the sky

"I'll make you the beef on rye"
She sings a tear in her eye
And as her eyes are glistening
There's who's listening
In that caf in the sky